Pulse and White surrounded the witch of a hundred faces. " Oh oh my, I did not expect this."
She giggled, " It seems you already knew we were coming, can I ask how?" She turned and looked at Ved.
He looked back at her with his soul sense then replied. ' You may not.' White attacked immediately.
A spear of lightning shot at the witch of a hundred faces faster than she can react. It pierced through her head and sent her crashing on the wall.
" You are as dangerous as the rumours say little White." She laughed, Pulse was about to attack her when she noticed there was no blood.
Having been stabbed in the heart she was supposed to be bleeding but she wasn't.
" Something's wrong." Pulse whispered.
The hot headed White didn't care about anything other than killing the woman Infront of her.
Her body blurred forward and she stabbed her hand into the chest of the witch of a hundred faces.
